The touch against his audial - both audials - was almost too much. His guttural cry turned to static not halfway through, his massive frame shuddering against hers. He jerked, overwhelmed circuits fritzing, leaving him momentarily limp for a nanoclick before he arched into the touch.
Any shame or embarrassment was, for the moment at least, completely driven out of him as he clung weakly too her frame, shivering with low, keening moans. Hands somehow still around Elita's audial spines, it was probably for the best that his grip was weak, not that it stopped his reflexive pawing at the smooth metal.
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Date: 2012-04-16 11:33 pm (UTC)Any shame or embarrassment was, for the moment at least, completely driven out of him as he clung weakly too her frame, shivering with low, keening moans. Hands somehow still around Elita's audial spines, it was probably for the best that his grip was weak, not that it stopped his reflexive pawing at the smooth metal.